so, just hours after typing all that down there, i go and order a shiny new 15″ g4
powerbook, take it suckkerz, im gonna be back full force by next week [allegedly]

so my computer has been dead for almost a month [i think] and i am starting to not miss its presence at all. i come to school and check emails and thats about it, dont be suprised if these posts come even fewer and farther between cause i somehow feel over the whole internet thing. its odd because right now i feel lost in my job, which is the exact reason i quit the higher paying/cheaper living job i had in greeley. i get 3.5 days off a week and just find my self bored and lonely on these days. i have things to do but never want to do any of them. and now that i tyoe this i begin to realize that most of the things i should be at least trying to accomplish will require the use of a computer [and the printer that i just gave away] i need some optimizm in my life, despite the plans that are already made, now its just a waiting game to see them all come to pass.

i think that last entry requires me to go home and listen to the cure in the dark, maybe i’ll go drink instead…

the flip of the dime says its drinking time

bye.

ever been in a situation where you just want to run up to a person on the street and be like, “damn baby, you so fine! how can i get with you?” but you know you can’t because its obvious that they are at least a little bit more refined than that? having known the person as an aquantance for a few years makes it even more akward, trust me. theres this girl who i thnik is a total badass but i have no ins. im a total broke ass dirt-bag and shes quite the fancy dresser/big spender/on her way to a phd type. it angers me when things like this come up because it leads to a near total shutdown of communications on my part. i guess i feel like: well, that would have been nice but its doomed from the start so why bother? in the back of my mind there’s this ideal situation but then this girl talks and i dont understand half the words cause im an idiot, and then i go on and werite stupid shit like this and now im worse of than i started.

[computer still dead, using school ones is lame, but free and free = good]

saturday night was great, yet lame. it was a good bonding night with the new roomates, but then some stupid guy ruined it. after riding from 9a.m. to 11p.m. i headed home to sleep, but everyone else was wlking to the darkhorse so i tagged along. there were 6 guys[ryan, chimmy, me, toby, and 2 of their friends from denver]/2 girls[ryans girl blythe, and mellissa] and while at the horse some creepy/hippie/old guy starts hitting on mellissa who didn’t have a boyfriend, after telling us he can get us “the best blow in town” we start to ignore him, but him continues to follow us, then tries to give just mellissa a ride home, so we get into someone elses car and leave, he follows us, continues to try with the girl, gets in a fight with chimmy, just before chimmy hits him i pull them apart and he still is refusing to leave, we force him out the front door, and chimmy runs after him as he peels out in his taurus yelling at us. we go inside, mellissa drunk dials myfriends telling them they gave her s.t.d.’s. one of the denver guys hooks up with mell, we get rowdy and start throwing couches around, i make it to bed around 4:30 or 5. ahhh. goodnight

computer still broken, not letting it get me down.

so i ordered my sony dcr trv950, and to top it all of i won an auction for a sweet super8 film camera, now i just have to get them and become insanely famous, or infamous, like el guapo, then the three amigos will come a-looking for my ass, but its ok, i won’t die with a little girls gun, oh-no, im all about the manly gun, with no trick photography at all, just like ned nederlander would do it. [ok, im done with the 2004 three amigos rant]

so last night i have this great plan to go and buy some RAM for my computer, i go, buy, get home, put in new RAM, boot, nothing happens, ok, no big deal, shut down, reinstall old RAM, boot, still nothing, hmmmm, i hate computers. if you have any suggestions please leave them below, or call me. now i wlll drown my sorrows through purchasing expensive video cameras.

please notice that i don’t bother posting on days when i work cause nothing happens on those days. so to go agoinst that; yesterday i woke up over an hour late for work and when i finally got there my bos said “you could have slept longer, its really slow today.” reason number ? for loving my job. today i rode from 9a.m. til 5 or so, and now im gonna call and order my new camera.

oh, check this out, might be old, but first time ive seen it:

1) Key in the first three digits of your phone number into a calculator.
(do not use your area code number)
2) Multiply by 80
3) Add one
4) Multiply by 250
5) Plus last four digits of your phone number
6) Plus last four digits of your phone number again
7) Minus 250
8) Divide by 2
should be your phone number

today, despite doing nothing was awesome. pretty much all i did was wake up at 4, have a tasty salad then ride in denver for multiple hours, i don’t know why but i am very happy. it feels as though i have a great connection with all the things i enjoy right this instant. for some reason i dont think i have any worries in my life which is good. somehow i have blocked out all the things that bring me down. this is most likely due to having a good week, but i do have to work tomorrow so i might be mad ass hell this time in 24 hours, most likely not though. hopefully work will be slow so i leave early and then i will either ride or goto a movie with whoknows who. its wierd that although i am happy here i keep thinking about getting away, i guess its cause im planning a few trips so travel is always on my mind. its also due to me riding really well in the past few days. its like a wall has been overcome, i’ve just been trying and pulling stuff that have seemed hard in the past. i’ve always been scared of some things, but i just havent been caring lately, is that good or bad? i say good cause what else am i gonna do, its not like i have a second chance at this. as a good friend of mine says, “the only answer to any question starting with “why?” is cause fuck you, thats why.” if someone doesen’t understand your actions, for the most part its not worth explaining to them. just recently i’ve met a few people who live their lives sheltered and scared, because they always think of what others will/do think of the choices they make. i try to tell them that others thoughts matter for naught, but i dont think they get it. if your happy why does it matter what other people think of you. i guess if you’re hitler this doesn’t count, but in average day-to-day life the thoughts of others amass to a large pile of shit. if i took it to heart every time i got a dirty look i would have been dead long ago. the fact is that if you are having fun, who gives a shit what someone else thinks of you or your actions. so what if you are broke, did you have fun today? at the end of it all, nothing else matters. if you don’t get it, then i repeat: “cause fuck you thats why”

yesterday was good, woke up late but still able to ride the park for 2 hours cause despite being beautiful and warm out, nobody was around. around 2 i headed to denver and just walked around the city, then went to a thrift store and got a few awesome 45’s [journey - in your arms, the cars, frampton - baby i love your way, chicago - dust in the wind, etc] and a gijoe tape, went and watched gijoe and hung in lakewood till about 5 a.m., drove home, got macdonalds breakfast [which they fucked up and put meat on, bastards] came home, had a friend show me this site and slept until about 4p.m. yesterday almost makes me forget about t.A.t.U breaking up, almost.

today was a painful day for two friends, first after running back inside to get my phone i see that sherwin called so i ruturn the call and then get in my car to take him to the e.r. cause he smashed his face in. he ain’t pretty no more, actually he just got 5 stitches above his left eye [now his gonna join tlc, life long dream or something] then sherw, his brother and i head to fort collins to ride elevation and about a minute after walking in the place this other mike gives him self a nice t.k.o. and sleeps on the floor of the skatepark until the ambulance shows up to take him away. this is the worst news ever, today is truely a day that will live in infamy. excuse me while i cry myself to sleep, goodnight.

this guy, who is now my official new hero. in other news, i think i have a date this weekend, so that should be interesting. also 3 things are going down traveling wise:

feb20-24th: austin texas [bike contest]

march21-27: seattle wash.: [SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!, yeah im done with school, but my friends aren’t so i still get to go]

september7-october14(or longer): europe [maybe never to return, if i can avoid being deported that is]

tonight i will finally see lost in translation

after living in my new place for 5 days with no heat, its nice to have it working acain. especially scince it snow for the past 2 days. and on behalf of mother nature i would like to apologize to sherwins brother kevin for having it snow during his trip out her and spoiling for him cause he cant ride anything here.

i watched 28 days later and liked it, it has some touches of all the romero zombie movies, especially “people killing people,” as well as carrying some visual ideas from “the beach” which alot of people didn’t like, but i thought was quite good. tonight i will watch something else.

heres a quick day rundown:
12:00=finally leave the house, go to bank, deposit a hefty sum, go to pearl street and buy to hats cause i lost all my beanies, then go buy a new dvd/vcr.
4:00ish=talk to some online folks, join myspace.com
6:00=work
2:00=eat pizza and drink a 40 of steel reserve
present=steel reserve kicked my ass, must build tolerance to sherwin like levels.

whatever, this is dumb, im bored, myspace and friendster must bring me activities.

heres a rushed rundown of my year:

places lived: 5

states visited: 20

number of photos taken: 5 or 6

city parks slept in: 3

jobs held: 6

miles driven: 0ver 70,000

speeding tickets: 2

speeding tickets paid: 0

cars owned: 2

number of kids i tricked into thinking i was a pro: 100’s

amount of debt: less than the year before

yup, it was a good year

i just read dylan’s adventure running through ohare, and it reminded me of just one reason my mom is cooler than yours. one time while running through o’hare, my mom was running down the moving walkway. having attended catholic schools for most/all of her childhood, my mother is a strict adherent to the keep to the right to stand/walk on the left. so, as she is running down the walkway she runs into a woman, a black woman*[not really a race thing, you’ll see…] all my mom notices is that “she was wearing a nice coat”, my mom keeps moving and just says sorry. my dad however, also being pretty kickass, helps the woman up to discover that my kickass mom had just knocked oprah winfrey to the ground, take that you rich so-and-so, my mom cares not of your money and influence, just get the hell out the way.

oh, and my moms also a 1%[er]

got all my stuf moved in and now i just have to meet my roommates. i have only met 1 and the other 4 are still home for winter break, hope they’re cool. its too easy being this close to the skatepark and work, cause even if im running late, they’re only a blok away, its too good for me. here’s a reason to move to russia next year, a completely comical reason, but still…jody is in town for a few days so today was a good day to move back here, umm i guess thats all.

oh, sherwins brother is flying in tonight as well-hella.